once again i feel like deleting my blog.
it only reminds me of painful memories.
afterall i dont see the point in life anymore.
she doesnt want me to be what i want to be.
and thanks.
jason's not helping me please.
i swear i almost flared up with him today during tuition.
HE, being a PHD holder, CANT seem to tell the difference between a cheat and a friend.
I MEAN, urghhh! even ME, being a 15 year old, can tell that that old hag is trying to cheat him of his money. AND HE'S JUST TOO BUSY TRYING TO BE NICE.
sometimes. it's just too nice.
I MEAN.
IF SHE REALLY IS YOUR FRIEND, WOULD SHE BE DOING ALL THESE TO YOU?
dont you have any sense?
you're walking right into a deathtrap and you dont seem to realise it.
benjamin, isabelle and i and some others have already told you what WE THINK YOU SHOULD DO.
really. whether you decide to do it or not, it's up to you.
afterall, you're the one marrying her and getting it from her, not US.
/edit:
oh and I AM SO SORRY. -.-
but WE'RE not disappointed that we got a gold pur-lease.
WE'RE PROUD TO BE A GOLD BAND.
and WE'RE disappointed that YOU sadi WE were DISAPPOINTED made us look like SHIT.
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